Quotes About Betrayal

Imagine if one of them were turned. Imagine if one could be bought.' 'But they're chosen just so's they can't be bought...' 'History...' Jacobs spoke with terse authority. Brought Ori to a hush. 'Is all full. And dripping. With the corpses . Of them who trusted the incorruptible .

History . . ." Jacobs spoke with terse authority. Brought Ori to a hush. "Is all full. And dripping. With the corpses. Of them who trusted the incorruptible.

Saul was going to kill Anansi. They both knew it. Saul was going to kill Anansi and Loplop and King Rat, and Saul was going to die, all in an effort to prove that he was not his rat-father's son.

This gentleman is cactus," said Doul.

and cleaned out the joint Westbeach account),

The herbs and chants weren't working because of my anger towards Ram. In some dark part of my soul, I wanted him to suffer.

Rage rises up in me until my whole body is scorched, for some kinds of burning don't require a fire. Not a word of love, not a word of apology for the sorrow he has caused me. Not a word about the unjust and cruel way in which he sent me away. He hasn't even called me by my name.

And the mother, who through all the years of her hardship had never shed a tear, wept at his trust and her deception.

Just as you've deceived me, so will your mind deceive you. When you need the Brahmastra the most, you'll forget the mantra needed to call it up.

Ram: monarch, father, warrior, husband. The beloved who abandoned me when I needed him most. My greatest joy and my greatest despair.

The shock I'd felt, standing in the doorway, was a terrible thing. But what was worse was that in a moment it was gone, as though all along a part of me had known that this was where I was headed. That I, too, hadn't been worth a man's faithful loving.

That's Hercules," I say, though perhaps I'm pointing at Ursa Major. I tell Mrs. Mehta of his death at the hands of his wife, who suspected him of loving another woman.

I was forced to face the truth. Ram no longer cared for me. Or if he did, it was pushed deep down inside him, suffocated by kingship. And since the children came from my body and were subject to the same gossip and doubts, he couldn't afford to care for them either.

Wait!' I cried, asking him the question that had bothered me for a long time. 'Did you ever love Ahalya? Were you sorry that you'd ruined her life?' Indra disappeared without answering, which didn't surprise me. The gods are slippery beings.

Left alone to die on a frozen hill! I, whose life had been a rush of attending to the needs of my five husbands—how ironic that at the moment of my own final need not one of them should be with me!

I didn't realize—until this earthquake, until today—that my withholding was a worse kind of betrayal, a betrayal of the self. It was time for me to change.

Surely, all his life, Bharat had loved his mother dearly. Surely he realized that what she'd done had been for his sake alone. But today when he spoke of her, there was only disgust in his voice. Could love, which I'd taken to be powerful and everlasting, be so frail as well? Could you pluck it out of your heart as easily as you'd pull a weed from a bed of flowers?

They receded into mist, leaving me with another lesson: once mistrust has wounded it mortally, love can't be fully healed again.

Yesterday I fell in love, today feels like my funeral, I just got hit by a bus, shouldn't have been so beautiful, dont know why I gave my heart, gave my trust, gave everything.

You are a mousetrap of a friend, all soft cheese and hard springs

The moral nihilism of celebrity culture is played out on reality television shows, most of which encourage a dark voyeurism into other people's humiliation, pain, weakness, and betrayal.

War is always about betrayal, betrayal of the young by the old, of idealists by cynics and of troops by politicians.

The trouble with friends was that you couldn't get rid of them. There was no way to take back a friendship in the wake of betrayal or disappointment. The friendship, and everything that went with it, stayed. It just became unreliable, like an abandoned house; you still knew where all the rooms were, and which stairs creaked underfoot, but you had to check every floorboard for rot before trusting your weight to it.

Most grandiose gestures are suspect—the couple who renew their vows just before divorce or the politician who publicly swears he's clean, then enters rehab.